People who have never worked in a bar do not understand that when there are lots of people, the bartender chooses who goes next. The bartender also chooses who gets how much alcohol. People who have never worked in a bar do not understand that there is zero upside to being on the bartender's bad side and zero downside to being on the bartender's good side. The more you understand that you are a supplicant at the Church of Ethanol and that the priest may grant you boons if you demonstrate your worthiness. Don't want to put up with that shit? Then why the fuck are you standing around in a loud stinky place paying $11 a shot for fucking Maker's Mark?
As a bartender I really want everyone to be part of the party. I also try to be inclusive to everyone who is a part of the neighborhood. I know all the bums and if they can scrape up $2.50 I'm going to serve them as long as they don't ask anyone for money (I'll even feed them if they are totally down and out once in a while). New strange regular is a guy dressed like Stevie Ray Vaughn who says he used to play guitar for Ozzy, talks to himself the whole time he is drinking but as long as he doesn't scream to himself he can have a drink. If someone is a creep or is rude than they should stick to beer. If they are creepy or rude enough they can get the fuck out. I honestly don't feel like entitled to a tip. If you are rude and don't tip I guess I let my "not entitled to a tip" ethic slide a bit. By rude I don't mean not polite, I mean rude (yelling your order at me when I'm helping someone else, leering at the ladies, butting into other peoples conversations, trying to dominate my time, ect). I think part of the reason people come to the bar I work at is it's in a "bad" part of town and it's a bit titillating for them. I'm pretty sure that some people tell their friends that they went there and drank with a bunch of black people (this town is that fucking white). Having a few neighborhood weirdo's doesn't really disturb the ambiance and the people from the neighborhood realize that these are just their neighbors, bums freaks and all. So anyway, tolerating a few lousy no tipping weirdo customers brings the owners a few extra bucks and is really no skin off my back. But it's so true, you want the bartender to be on your side. You'll get hooked up, they'll have your back if some stupid shit goes down, you'll meet other people that you probably wanted to get to know through them.
Is this not a sentiment to apply throughout life and all you happen to meet? I've never worked in a bar, but that doesn't mean that I suddenly drop all traces of conscientiousness and respect as soon as I want a beer from someone. I don't think it's about haven't worked behind a bar, it's more a reflection of the person's demeanor in general. Sure, if they did go on to work behind a bar they'd perhaps change, but that shouldn't be a necessary 'initiation' to practicing respectful human interaction.People who have never worked in a bar do not understand that there is zero upside to being on the bartender's bad side and zero downside to being on the bartender's good side
Thanks, that's a nice read. I might print off a copy of those rules. In a way, they're kind of an extension of the 'Four-Way Test'.